I Couldn't Walk For Almost Three Years.

When I See Liz Taylor With Those Harry Winston Boulders Hanging From Her Neck I Get Nauseated. Not Figuratively, But Nauseated! All I Can Think Of Are How Many Dog Shelters Those Diamonds Could Buy.

If I Can Do It, You Can Do It. Anybody Can.

If You Play The Numbers Game And Become Obsessed With It, As So Many In Hollywood Are, Sooner Or Later You Have To Face The Depressing Fact That If You Are Number One The Only Place You Can Go Is Down.

In The Press, My Sex Life Was Something Else Again. I Was Lady Bountiful Of The Sheets. Some Of The Best Fiction Of The Sixties Was Written About My Amorous Adventures With An Assortment Of Lovers Who Could Have Only Been Chosen By A Berserk Random Sampler.

If It's True That Men Are Such Beasts, This Must Account For The Fact That Most Women Are Animal Lovers.